June 14th, 2006

punch

Halong Bay.

Last night I was on a wooden boat floating inside a remote cove in Halong Bay. The infinite cacophony of Hanoi's moped engines and horns were gone. The only sound you hear were the soothing hum of cicadas echoing through the dense maze of pillar-like limestone islets.

The Korea-Togo game had been over for fiften minutes, and I was contently sipping a Tiger Beer on the deck. While describing to a Dutch physician couple the challenges of shitting in the woods, I looked up, stared at the legions of stars, and uttered:

"Motherfucker, I AM HOT!"

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Tomorrow, I jet off to Bangkok. Wasn't in the original itinerary, but the cheapest flight from Hanoi to Hong Kong involves stopping there for a night. Alex is beside himself with glee. The dude fricking loves that town. Why? I guess I'll find out.


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